She masturbated while I dug my fingers into her full cheeks and tongue fucked her ass. The combination of alcohol and sexual satiation put me to slee... so deep I didn’t think anything could wake me. I should have known better, because every time I do that, things happen. This was no exception. I suppose I really couldn’t blame the zeal of the unprecedented Moslem/Christian/Jewish hunters who burst through the door in the wee hours of the morning. I managed to get untangled from Susanna and. She took two steps into the apartment and stopped when her feet ran into something hard. Shella looked down and screamed when she realized the hard object she had run into was the bottom of Paul’s shoes. ‘9-1-1, what is your emergency?’ the operator asked. ‘My apartment has been broken into, my husband is unconscious and is laying in a pool of blood,’ Shella said as calmly as she could, she knew panicking wouldn’t help anyone. She gave the address and waited impatiently for the police and. " I-I-I know, it's-s-s a d-d-d-dream," he squeaked out. "B-But-t it-t-t-t-t k-k-kee-p-ps-s coming b-b-back. Ev-e-e-evv-rr-every night." Yeah, but it's still just a dream. You don't have to be afraid of it at all, Bobby. Has he ever caught you?" No! He ch-chase-es me a-and I wake, wake up." See, a dream. He just wants to play. Watch!" I stood up and whistled really loud. He grabbed my hand to pull me back down. I could see panic in his eyes."Wh-what a-a-are you d-d-doooing? He-he-he'll heeearrr. ......, she started to say but I cut her off. "Babe," then I leaned over, smiled and kissed her as warmly as I could and softly said, "Honey, it's ok, really, why don't you go ahead and tell him you'll meet him there? Then just go and have a nice evening together and whatever happens, it's ok." She sat back silently and searched my eyes again trying to make sure I was serious. She seemed a little flustered and just whispered, "Really? I mean, do you want me to? Are you sure?" I reached for the.